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Mitch Albom Quotes - Page 8

All Quotes Age Aging Birth Childhood Children Choices College Commitment Community Country Culture Death Detachment Dying Earth Faith Family Feelings Fighting Generosity Giving Happiness Hate Heart Heaven Home Hurt Inspirational Joy Letting Go Life Life And Death Losing Lost Love Love Lying Memoir Memories Mom Morning Mortality Office Pain Past Positive Prayer Regret Running Sacrifice Silence Son Soul Sports Suffering Understanding Waiting War Winning Writing

One withers, another grows.

One withers, another grows.

Grows

"The Five People You Meet in Heaven". Book by Mitch Albom, 2003.

What is it?” “A prayer.” “For a child?” She nodded. “For me?” Another nod. “On a tree?” “Trees spend all day looking up at God.

Prayer, Children, Tree

It is no coincidence that the words 'trying' and 'dying' are only a few letters apart.

Dying, Trying, Letters

If God wants it, it will happen.

Want, Happens, Ifs

Mitch Albom (2009). “Have a Little Faith: A True Story”, Hyperion

You say you should have died instead of me. But during my time on earth, people died instead of me, too. It happens every day. When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are part of a whole.

Fall, Airplane, Thinking

You have peace," the old woman said, "when you make it with yourself.

Peace, Said, Old Woman

Sometimes, when you are not getting the love you want, giving makes you think you will.

Love You, Thinking, Giving

"The Time Keeper". Book by Mitch Albom, 2012.

When we are most alone is when we embrace another's loneliness.

Loneliness, Embrace

Mitch Albom (2012). “The Time Keeper”, p.111, Hachette UK

I had a very high-grade publisher tell me I was incapable of writing a memoir.

Writing, Grades, Memoir

I give myself a good cry if I need it, but then I concentrate on all good things still in my life.

Giving, Needs, Cry

Mitch Albom (2007). “Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson”, p.57, Broadway Books

Being unheard is the ground floor of giving up.

Giving Up, Giving, Unheard

This is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. To have it explained. It is the peace you have been searching for.

Life, Giving, Happened

This is how you start to get respect, by offering something that you have.

Offering

Mitch Albom (2007). “Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson”, p.127, Broadway Books

The story of my recent life.' I like that phrase. It makes more sense than 'the story of my life', because we get so many lives between birth and death. A life to be a child. A life to come of age. A life to wander, to settle, to fall in love, to parent, to test our promise, to realize our mortality- and in some lucky cases, to do something after that realization.

Love, Children, Fall

We all have same beginning (BIRTH), and we will have same ending (DEATH). So how different can we be?

Different, Birth

I don't know about Heaven or Hell, but I do know that we are visited all the time by the spirits of those who affected us in life.

Heaven, Spirit, Hell

Everyone keeps talking about fixing and returning America - making America great. But yet, nobody ever seems to focus on the fact that you're not going to make any country great if you don't address its children.

Country, Children, Talking

"Non-Politicians Talking Politics: Sports Writer Mitch Albom On 2016 Election". Interview with Scott Simon, www.capradio.org. October 22, 2016.

Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not a substitute for tenderness. I can tell you, as I'm sitting here dying, when you most need it, neither money nor power will give you the feeling you're looking for, no matter how much of them you have."

Giving, Feelings, Dying

Mitch Albom (2007). “Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson”, p.125, Broadway Books

Please, please, please, please, please...,", squeezing his eyes shut because it somehow made the words more pure.

Eye, Made, Squeezing

Mitch Albom (2012). “The Time Keeper”, p.38, Hachette UK

I believe that you live on inside the hearts and minds of everyone you've touched while you were here on earth.

Believe, Heart, Mind

It’s funny. I met a man once who did a lot of mountain climbing. I asked him which was harder, ascending or descending? He said without a doubt descending, because ascending you were so focused on reaching the top, you avoided mistakes. The backside of a mountain is a fight against human nature,” he said. “You have to care as much about yourself on the way down as you did on the way up.

Mistake, Fighting, Men

Mitch Albom (2007). “For One More Day”, p.96, Hachette UK

Miracles happen quietly every day - in an operating room, on a stormy sea, in the sudden appearance of a road side stranger. They are rarely tallied. No one keeps score.

Sea, Miracle, Rooms

Mitch Albom (2013). “The First Phone Call From Heaven: A Novel”, p.13, Harper Collins

We don't see what we could be. We should be looking at our potential, stretching ourselves into everything we can become.

Achievement, Should, Stretching

Mitch Albom (2007). “Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson”, p.156, Broadway Books

A little girl came home from school with a drawing she'd made in class.She danced into the kitchen ,where her mother was preparing dinner. "Mom,guess what ?" she squealed waving the drawing . her mother never looked up. "what"? she said ,tending to the pots. "guess what?" the child repeated ,waving the drawings. "what?" the mother said , tending to the plates. "Mom, you're not listening" "sweetie,yes I am" "Mom" the child said "you're not listening with your EYES

Girl, Mom, Mother

Mitch Albom (2009). “Have a Little Faith: A True Story”, Hyperion

Kids chase the love that eludes them, and for me, that was my father's love. He kept it tucked away, like papers in a briefcase. And I kept trying to get in there.

Father, Kids, Trying

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